The Villain Can't Lose

I took a deep breath as the carriage came to a stop, my heart pounding in my chest. I turned to the female knight beside me and told her to stay inside the carriage, not wanting to put her in danger.

"Please, stay inside the carriage. It's not safe out here," I said, my voice shaky with nerves.

She nodded in understanding, and I opened the door, stepping out onto the cobblestone street. My hands were so sweaty that I had to wipe them on my pants.

As soon as I stepped out, I saw the main entrance of the mansion's building was in ruins. Bricks and debris littered the ground, and the sound of loud laughter echoed somewhere within. It looked like a war zone, and I couldn't tell who had come out on top.

Zuri was by my side, telling me to stay alert. "Stay sharp, Rowen. We don't know what we're walking into," she warned.

I nodded, my eyes scanning the area for any signs of danger. My heart felt heavy as I thought about the twins and Nari, hoping they were still alive.

We cautiously made our way towards the mansion's entrance, the sound of raucous laughter growing louder with each step. My hand was on the hilt of my sword, ready to draw it at a moment's notice. As we approached the entrance, I could see figures moving inside, but I couldn't make out who they were.

"Who's there?" I called out, hoping to get a response.

No one answered, but the sound of footsteps grew louder.

I took a deep breath and stepped inside, my heart racing as I prepared for the worst. The sight that greeted me almost took my breath away. The mansion's interior was in shambles, and bodies littered the ground.

I couldn't believe my eyes. The once grand entrance hall was now in disarray, with broken walls and debris scattered everywhere. The air was thick with dust, making it difficult to see, "damn it!" I coughed.

As I looked up, I noticed that the staircase leading up to the second floor was partially destroyed, with large chunks of the steps missing.

Despite the danger, I knew I had to press on. As I made my way up the stairs, I couldn't help but feel a sense of dread. The walls were stained with blood, and the smell of decay was overpowering. It was clear that something terrible had happened here.

As I reached the second floor, I saw that the destruction was even worse. The walls were nearly completely destroyed, and rubble was piled up in every corner. I couldn't help but wonder what could have caused such destruction.

I continued on,determined to uncover the truth. Who or what could have caused such devastation?

As I made my way through the second floor, my senses were on high alert. Every noise or movement made me jump, my hand never straying far from my sword. But then, I heard something that made my blood run cold. A voice, muttering to itself.

"She's dead or not? I don't care, it's delicious."

The words were chilling, and I couldn't help but feel a sense of unease. I knew I had to investigate, so I made my way towards the source of the voice.

As I entered the room that used to be Hector's study, I saw him. A man in his forties, sitting on the ground, surrounded by a pool of red liquid. At first, I thought it was blood, but as I looked closer, I saw that he was eating something. Chewing and spitting, like an animal.

My eyes widened in horror, and my grip on my sword tightened. What kind of monster was this? As I moved closer, I dropped my sword in shock. The man looked up at me, a crazed look in his eyes.

I was overcome with a sense of disbelief. He looked like Hector, my father, but at the same time, he looked like a different being entirely, as if he was being consumed by something else. His eyes blazed with a red fire, and his short grey hair was matted and unkempt. I felt my heart pounding in my chest as I took in the sight before me.

The red liquid falling down his chin from his mouth only added to the horror. His teeth looked like they belonged to an animal, not a human. It was as if he had been possessed by some kind of demonic force. My mind struggled to make sense of what I was seeing, and I felt a wave of nausea wash over me.

"…what the fuck is that…?" I whispered and then I looked closer at what he was eating. My vision went blank with horror when I saw long silver hair on the ground.

My heart broke into a million pieces. The horror of what I was seeing was overwhelming, and I felt like the ground had been pulled out from under me. My heart was beating fast, and I could hear the sound of my own blood rushing in my ears.

It was unmistakable. It belonged to my sister, Mariabelle. I felt like my world was crashing down around me.

I couldn't believe what I was seeing. My father, or this being that looked like my father, had killed my sister and was now eating her. I was filled with a mix of emotions - grief, anger, and a deep sense of betrayal. How could he do something so heinous to his own daughter? My mind raced as I struggled to come to terms with the reality of the situation.

But as my shock turned to anger, I knew then that I had to act. I had to stop this creature before it could do any more harm. With a deep breath, I lunged forward, my sword at the ready. It was time to end this madness once and for all…

The sound of steel ringing against steel filled the room as I clashed with the creature that had once been someone's father.